Totoka River you can be an angel of mercy

for kj & her @Coelacanth <3

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The glassy deltas had frozen over, where once their properties might have been reflective were cloudy with swirled ice. Snow fell, light, but it clung heavy to the ground, wet and packed as it crunched beneath his heavy footfalls. His ears twitched atop his skull before they rose, alert at the sound of the ice shifting over top of the moving river. So it wasn’t frozen solid and he was willing to bet that if he tried to walk off the bank and onto the ice that it might crack and break beneath his weight. He visibly hesitated, pacing back and forth on the northern bank of the river, his pale blue gaze scanning the ice that bridged the river over knowing that if he did not wish to backtrack he would have to cross it. Going around wasn’t an option as a pack claimed the forest just to the west. He was not overly close but he could smell them well enough and the Doctore deigned to stay away. He’d been apart of enough battles in Coatl Rise’s arena to know that he would not actively go and seek them out here. He did not feel the drive, the aggression to fight though he had been given no choice but be forced to. For entertainment and for rights as to which he hadn’t gotten to even take advantage of.

He could find a part of the river, surely, that wasn’t frozen over and swim his way across therefore eliminating the possibility of falling through the ice and getting trapped beneath it. Suffocation by icy waters wasn’t particularly the way he’d envisioned himself dying. He’d rather be gutted in the arena ten times over than drown. Swimming wasn’t a very good option either. Salmon pink tongue drew across his lips and he ceased in his restless pacing to shake his coat free of the snow that collected upon his back though he knew it was futile. It appeared that if he wanted south of the river he was going to have to backtrack.

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